Jakob Posted January 29, 2003 Report Share Posted January 29, 2003 Buzzing... annoying can't get it to stop. High overhead the sound penetrates. Reverberating, drilling deeper and deeper. Loud, overwhelming, falling, echoing... no not echoing... flittering at the edge of perception. Another sound, keening on the wind. A scream bouncing from the walls. Ringing, heralding sorrow, pain, annoyance, anger death... Tolling the end of another day the beginning of night. Calling to itself the sound echoes. Deeper the spirit falls yearning for release. Deeper it spirals scrabbling at the walls desperate for purchase and finding cold unyielding slick stone. Farther away the dawn gets. Closer the darkness gapes below. Calling to itself the echo above. The air stifles... no it suffocates. Texture of a mist growing thick. Breathing is labor. Whispering torture. Talking is muffled. Only the scream pierces the web. The burden gets heavier, ever pulling. Gravity's embrace beckons. Peace? No, merely a haven. A waypoint in the journey. A pause in the torrent ever tearing at the edges of conciousness. The sound of insects return, chased by the call of the birds. The wind keens again. The night is ending. Yet another day begins anew. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted January 29, 2003 Report Share Posted January 29, 2003 Neato. Your thoughts stream with more interest than mine. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gwaihir Posted January 29, 2003 Report Share Posted January 29, 2003 a mind full of claustrophobic angry hornets? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vlad Posted January 29, 2003 Report Share Posted January 29, 2003 This seems a lot like reverie's "tangent generator", which I immensly liked. This is good too, has more of a story, and loops back to itslef and a central idea. I wish I could write like that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zadown Posted January 30, 2003 Report Share Posted January 30, 2003 *waves to Mr J* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jakob Posted January 30, 2003 Author Report Share Posted January 30, 2003 *waves back to Senor Z* Actually... it was born of a late night at work. Above my little cubicle is a flourescent light fixture that constantly buzzes. I swear, sometimes it's like I never left the army... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted January 30, 2003 Report Share Posted January 30, 2003 Commiserates with Jakob... Yeah, sometimes I feel like that too. Wait! I HAVEN'T left the Army! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scarlett O'Harpy Posted February 6, 2003 Report Share Posted February 6, 2003 I don't know how I missed this. I love descriptions of a moment, a detail - where time slackens through the telling. Nice one, thanks. Harpy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
reverie Posted February 7, 2003 Report Share Posted February 7, 2003 (edited) *nods to vlad... kewl stream j... hmm, must be something 'bout the army that makes the streams come out more... don't know how you can do the lifer thing peridhil... i'm only been in 5 years...(3rd enlistment) and am already burning out... oh and vlad it's easy to write like this... all it takes stress... lots of stress and drugs... yeah thats right some good low-grade questionable quality drugs... that or channeling the spirit of james joyce... um, you guys know i'm kidding right? revery the dreamlost "thank u for your support"(?) the dream continues... Edited February 7, 2003 by reverie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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